Blue Am I blue? Am I feeling that well-known cliche of a hue? She left me alone so I ought to be blue But no I’m not blue Cuz I know about blue It’s a sapphire ring It’s the view from the boat The sweet surprise of that particular note I’m not really blue Not at all. My vote Would be Gray I feel gray I feel dismal and dark And depressed every day I'm decidedly down Wanna drink till I drown Even duller than brown I’m gray Red Am I red? Am I angry enough to want somebody dead? She left me alone and it messed with my head But I'm not seeing red Cuz I know about red It’s a bowl of tomatoes A favorite toy Spectacular sunrises bringing us joy Sure I'm mad, but it's more like the color of poi It's more Gray I feel gray Kinda deadened and dumb And distracted all day I'm decidedly down Wanna drink till I drown Even duller than brown I’m gray Her hair of shining orange Glowed bright as any star And the way she smiled was more ang- Elic than angels even are And when her hair's gone silver I'll feel the same way then And if you ask I will ver- Bosely sing praise of her again And again, and again… But green Am I green? So jealous I'm practically aquamarine? She left me alone and you know what I mean But no I’m not green Cuz I know about green It’s a cold margarita St. Patrick's Day tie A button a website invites you to try And apples too tart but that make a good pie The traffic light letting you pass people by The wings of a cricket, the eyes of a fly No! How many times must I tell you that I Am Gray Really gray I feel dismal and dark And depressed every day I'm decidedly down Wanna drink till I drown Even duller than brown I’m gray Really gray Yeah I’m jealous and angry and sort of cliche So I’m done, and now’m Gonna drink till I drown In some dive downtown I’m gray Spell the word how you may Use an E, use an A It’s the same either way I'm gray

Purple Dot: Fit the thing to the other thing. Maybe that’ll Compensate for that odd base-12 quirk. Out of time, what was once a dot’s everywhere and How the hell does any of this crap work? Oilcup down on the gudgeon pin. Buckle up now, ‘cause we’re comin’ in. What’s that sound, and are we spinning? “Just aim”, they said, “for the purple dot”. Now there’s flame instead of a purple dot Five years to fly to the purple dot Only to die, only to die, WE’RE ALL GONNA DIE!!! Something Like Home: Touchdown. Screams of panic yielding to the Hushed sound of everybody wond’ring if the Plasma drive exploded or misfired. Are we Still alive? Or is this just what happens when you’re not? Touchdown. Organic matter crunching under Crushed ground. A scent of life in currents off of Purple seas. Something like bitumen rings Encircle trees, or things that are the closest things we’ve got. This is the dot we’ve aimed for. This is the world we’ve claimed as home. Future. Everything depending on the Root you’re praying takes a fancy to a Lilac wood. The depth of a connection only Understood with sinking of your toes into the soil. Freedom. Counseling ourselves on what to Become. Anticipating moments when you Feel again that that long deserved bonus of Tequila when a sunset nods approval of your toil. This is a fated tenure. This is the feeling when you’re home, Home on the strange, stranger than fiction How a change can bring on the same without contradiction. Purple! Everything is so insanely Purple! Everything is full of possi- Bility. Stress and love and danger and tran- Quility, all limited by nothing but your drive. Onward! 30 billion tattoos of a Songbird sing of hope for bringing out the Best in you, achieving what you’re manifestly Destined to instead of merely coming out alive. A new-colored wind to sing like About and within something like home! This day we fall on a purple dot. This tale we scrawl on a purple dot Begins with calling this purple dot home!

She looks at me through blue and green All the heartache she has seen When she cries the sky turns red All alone inside her head When she calls my name I come runnin we can sleep all day And hold each other, it's a goddamn shame I don't know any other way to be She looks at me through blue and green All the heartache she has seen Pull the shades and paint it black All the things you can't take back It's the way we spoke, the sum of all the ways we're cracked and broke We find a way to mend the gaps and holes, and let ourselves become the seams of gold She looks at me through blue and green All the heartache she has seen Soft focus, black and white Through the glass and through the night The bayou's up, the sky is gray Rain rain go away She looks at me through blue and green All the heartache she has seen When she cries the sky turns red All alone inside her head

30 days of siege and warfare on a conquest for rome 30 days and the spirit fades will to fight drained by endless war are we right is this ours to take should we stop and fall back or should we stay for one final day and put it all to one last attack ---------------- look for a sign a sigil on high a sign from the gods to be bold scarlet cuts the sky the birth of legends is foretold ---------------- marching through the night constantinople bound to fall heroes never die stay the line, conquer them al; throngs of golden riders bathed in crimson light guided by the blood red sky ---------------- cosmic fortune the moon is stained with the blood of our foes a welcome portent affirming faith we go with god to make this our home the crescent rests in a field of red our flag alight in the sky while we are blessed they see a warning and know theyre all gonna die

Pale green or pale yellow It’s all the same to me It’s all the color of the foulest jealousy It’s all the color of my own complexity It’s all the power of yearning The payback I’ve been earning If I was in your shoes Drinking your chartreuse French brandy at your lips A deadly Widow’s Kiss Poison on your tongue Setting like your sun I’d remember what I said I’d rather you were dead Arsenic and lace The cloak and dagger mine Surviving is the only solace that I find The hemlock and the hemp rope And the bitter herb I only give you justice Please remember just this If I was in your shoes Drinking your chartreuse French brandy at your lips A deadly Widow’s Kiss Poison on your tongue Setting like your sun I’d remember what I said I’d rather you were dead

I don’t sleep anymore 40 years and 40 hours gazing into hopeless double monitors So I can pay my rent, eat and store Away enough to pay for a vacation that my button up automaton friend refers But where the hell did the Lights, Cameras, Action go? Instead I’m reading yellow sticky squares til my brain explodes Whose shoes did I put on when I woke up with the suits And hopped a train, put a staple through my brain Cos I need out of this place I can’t play anymore My voice requires me to get like 8 hours of sleep But I gotta be up at 7:15 And I need a yellow sticky note to tell me Where I need to be and who I am and How to push through all these sheep I spin around and stare at windows filled with other people Wondering where all their hopes and dreams have gone die So yay! I can pay for the urn that I’ll reside one day Promote me and all my yellow notes will one day go to you Got my yellow notes on my yellow pad Remember as an undergrad When I had all these plans to work with Lines of yellow highlighted pages Florescent yellow lights these locked cages And all I can do is cash my check and buy some shit I don’t need And now all over my face Are yellow sticky notes I want to lodge inside my throat Aligning everything And I just need to copy and paste The days I’d gig ‘til 4AM And every night a thousand friends Instead I’m knocked out by the downswing From here on in I’m squandering the days away The picture that comes to your mind, defined as a cliché That dragon’s left me for some other younger version A paltry wretch never reaching the homestretch It’s always just a day away Got my yellow notes on my yellow pad Remember as an undergrad When I had all these plans to work with Lines of yellow highlighted pages Florescent yellow lights these locked cages And all I can do is cash my check and buy some shit I don’t need Yellow Sticky Notes….. [purposeful dissonance…..] Got my yellow notes on my yellow pad Remember as an undergrad When I had all these plans to work with Lines of yellow highlighted pages Florescent yellow lights these locked cages And all I can do is cash my check Got my yellow notes on my yellow pad Remember as an undergrad When I had all these plans to work with Lines of yellow highlighted pages Florescent yellow lights these locked cages And all I can do is cash my check and buy some shit I don’t need

What were we? A mistake not meant to be But I never had a clue The hurt I put you through We were dancing to Kind of Blue But I couldn't keep up with you Now I'm fading to a hue I never could have seen through I never could have seen it through But it's only blue If I was blue, you were deeper I was down for the count, a sound sleeper We were color blind, inadequate Swimming in an azure sea of shit We were dancing to Kind of Blue But I couldn't keep up with you Now I'm fading to a hue I never could have seen through I never could have seen it through But it's only blue Red lights, red flags, red faces Red arguments in places We don't wanna be But we can finally see Our faded blues will never blend Our broken ties will never mend Our faded blues will never blend Our broken ties will never mend We were dancing to Kind of Blue But I couldn't keep up with you Now I'm fading to a hue I never could have seen through I never could have seen it through But it's only blue

riots at the top of town. they’re pissing on our hallowed ground it’s not a point that’s hard to grasp they’re fascists with a union mask hi-vis on denim blue they’re stashing cash on foreign shores they’ll take what’s theirs and also yours it’s not a point that’s hard to grasp they’ll eat first and you’ll eat last sailing on oceans blue we are nothing just a stain on this pale blue dot we are nothing just a stain on this pale blue dot just a stain on this pale blue dot give it time, a hundred years or so you will find the arseholes come and go be resigned, there’s nothing we can do just drift along on this dot of pale blue the sun comes up the sun goes down an empire falls - the earth rebounds it’s not a point that’s hard to grasp because we know this too will pass our dot of palest blue we are nothing we are nothing just a stain on this pale blue dot just a stain on this pale blue dot

Lay the head then close the eyes All alone without disguise Color overtakes the mind Color of another kind Noises trickle out the ears Then let flow the taxing tears Clouded grey that shimmers prime Eigengrau as old as time Not a single sun beam breaks Nothing sleeps and nothing wakes Here you see not light of day Nothing takes what's yours away Mind that wanders, mind that's still Cast aside what work made ill Lying here light matters not Gazing on the world of thought Not a single sun beam breaks Nothing sleeps and nothing wakes Here you see not light of day Nothing takes what's yours away Keeping still at end of day Consciousness recedes to grey Head is lain and eyes are sealed Inner self is now revealed Not a single sun beam breaks Nothing sleeps and nothing wakes Here you see not light of day Nothing takes what's yours away

Stuck, I’m getting lost in the sky Stuck, I’m like a mirror inside Clear, bright, empty and blue Blink twice, and I lose the hue Gray, the fog that clouds in my mind Gray, the shapes that obscure the sky I try to grab the silver lining It blurs, and I am finding The colors are mixing I long for vibrance, I can’t find it I feel like Cobalt With no warmth Stalled, I start to feel the luster fade Stalled, I see the silver shift to gray And behind, the endless blue Keeps losing its vibrance, too Wishing shades of gray would end Trying to embrace the blend I am so much more than blue With silver and gray streaked through And still they keep mixing I long for vibrance, I can’t find it I feel like Cobalt With no warmth I want to shine, I want to show the world everything that I can be But when I try Each breath feels like breathing cobalt toxicity I long for vibrance, I can’t find it I feel like Cobalt With no warmth

Pastel purple icing and buttercream Annual traditions rip apart my seams Absent hearts do not break each year Ears reach for voices that they never hear My featured centrepiece is always round A simpler waste of time cannot be found Placing forks and spoons on tiny plates Pastel purple icing is what I made Christmas is wrecked and wracked with guilt A hundred dirty bottles that fell or spilled A quiet festive season is nothing new I’m dancing on a pin because of you Pastel purple icing and buttercream Pastel purple icing and buttercream [break] Pastel purple icing and buttercream sugar tipped candy squashed in between Flowered bell bottomed lost figurines The only thing missing is you Celebrations fall in June each year Too early to recall if that’s late or near I dread the coming summer when the heat arrives Pastel purple icing melting me alive Christmas is wrecked and wracked with guilt A hundred dirty bottles that fell or spilled A quiet festive season is nothing new I’m dancing on a pin because of you I’m dancing on a pin because of you I’m dancing on a pin because of you All because of you

violet sprang from a graveside hill the summer storm sang a song far too shrill to suit your memory as it blew through my being now taking the wheel send me careening into finality of being finally free violet fragrance so sweetly lethal killing my craving to please other people when I could just please you violet eyed when the light struck me just right locked in your gaze daybreak and twilight dust and pollution diffusing the light such ugly truths and beautiful violet lies your violet lips and slow motion crisis you wilt in the water leave me desireless never thought I would miss absences opening circuits I want it but do I deserve it in the silence of your violet skied violence not so much magic as tragic contrivance violet eyed when the light struck me just right locked in your gaze daybreak and twilight dust and pollution diffusing the light such ugly truths and beautiful violets, beautiful violet lies slowly smother in another only dream in your favorite color (repeats over background) (background) turn my back turn off the dawn but how to unpack if you want to move on maybe I'm right and baby you're wrong but how to unpack if you want to move on violet eyed when the light struck me just right locked in your gaze daybreak and twilight dust and pollution diffusing the light such ugly truths And beautiful violet lies beautiful violets, beautiful violet lies

I mean your brain is leaking out your ears, Hazel Green You're solving every problem from tomorrow you've foreseen Let's get some sleep and if it still hurts we can weep all through the morning but I don't think we will Your mom would call you out for grabbing couch, Hazel Green But she's not here you're clear to sit and shoot the shit guilt-free Sink in Relax Your tasks and dreams will seem less taxing in the morning At least I think they will And if it wasn't for the moon you'd do without the night Otherwise you'd be in bed by dawn You can't fix the screen it's better switched off, Hazel Green I'll yell at it and make and action place with you I swear Who'd dare to face your powers in eight hours it's the morning Who could have the will? I don't think they will.

She wasn't perfect, but she was an artist just the same He was nobody, he kept the fortune from her fame Bright yellow background, the truth unsaid in between the lines on her face on 30 million blue lit screens Her dress was yellow She was our lemon tangerine We'll go right down with her We'll all live in her submarine Send out your cry for help Bright daffodil against the grass Nobody left you can trust Better to burn out or to fade into rust? Her dress was yellow and gold With sunflower undertones But her favorite color was pink! So we're wondering what to think! A veiled distress call Is his an uncontrollable grasp? Judge Penny, tell us now, Why did he put his own daughter last? Her dress was yellow. She was our lemon tangerine We'll go right down with her We'll all live in her submarine We'll go right down with her We'll all live in her submarine

I used to find comfort in your echo Bouncing back to me A little corner of this universe Our pocket reality This is the way we’ll write our lives But your ink ran out long ago I dance alone This head my home Skies fade away Turn blue to grey The time we spent in the ether Flying on gilded wings And what was kept was what we treasured Memories, not things Crossing the water for a smile That will never be returned again I dance alone This head my home Skies fade away Turn blue to grey I guess I’ll see what I see when I get there Been feeling like this for a while And I doubt it’s gonna go away I dance alone This head my home Skies fade away Turn blue to grey

I come to your place you've got eggs, bacon, sausage, toast and a nice cup of coffee but there's just only one more thing I need I want something fresh I want something sweet with a twist I want pulp in my orange juice there's much more to life than being silky smooth I want the flesh from the orange fruit I want texture, I want taste don't make me say it again I never want to separate after a while you come over and I start giving you lip I snap my fingers and say hey, you can't treat me this way you take your time read the room and say no I want pulp in my orange juice there's much more to life than being silky smooth I want the flesh from the orange fruit I want texture, I want taste don't make me say it again I never want to separate

In her studio she works so diligently Preferring solitude, with a brush in hand and a pile of cds The kitchen window is a spring of inspiration The same scenes bathed in different light Depending on the time of the day Or the month of the year Or the weather The sky was painted indigo She imbued it with a subtle glow The shimmer of the sun on the edges of clouds Speaks to me but not to the crowds I would be proud to call it my own Display it at home She ran a booth at the community market Next to the one with the artisan soaps Nicely in the shade with a blanket of grass in front of the topiaries The folks come and go but no one lingers for long Are they disinterested or simply not paying attention? Or do their tastes differ from my own? All I know is I'm enthralled by the masterwork I find before me The sky was painted indigo She imbued it with a subtle glow The motion of the breeze captured in the leaves From the grass blades to the trees Held the key to my enjoyment The sky was painted indigo She imbued it with a subtle glow The shimmer of the sun on the edges of clouds Speaks to me but not to the crowds I would be proud to call it my own Display it at home

Me, Yellow, but not like a taxi Not like the sun, not quite like “happy” Yellow like lines on a hidden highway A dandelion in the cracks of a driveway You, Blue, but not like the sea Definitely not like a new pair of jeans More like the moon on a rare, cold night Or a first place ribbon for a blueberry pie You give me a secondary feeling You’re turning me green We’re like all of my favorite things A tree frog climbing a rainforest leaf, A green iced tea, prepared half-sweet That spinach bit between your teeth My first car, the CRV, Totaled it right before you met me, My constant companion since I was 16, It was green like this is green You give me a secondary feeling You’re turning me green You give me a secondary feeling You’re turning me green Primarily me Primarily you We go together Like yellow and blue Primarily me Primarily you We go together Me, yellow, a lot like a rose And a little bit like that paint spot on your nose You, blue, like the stone in my ring Now we’ve become a secondary thing…

Blue It’s blue A deep and calm blue, approaching violet the color of my dorm room light and glowing in the living room like a lovely spark, light up the dark it lit up the dark They can’t see this through your eyes They can’t see this in your mind Do you have a little time? Begin with the sky as the sun is setting Blue with the night behind I’m sure you’ve seen it a thousand times Like Heinrich’s flower, the infinite glowing, serenity quiet and deep embracing and total, you and I floating as we’re slowly falling asleep I love it when you come along Marveling at this color we made I love you when you come along I love you as we go along

I have been dreaming and I have been scheming on how to get you to pull me out of the blue on your green machine take me away on your green machine on your green machine take me away on your green machine now we are flying some say we're just falling but I don't really care you take me up in the air on your green machine take me away on your green machine on your green machine take me away on your green machine as we climb behind the sky I've got nothing left to hide on your green machine take me away on your green machine on your green machine take me away on your green machine take me away on your green machine take me away on your green machine

Everyday the sun returns with yet more things to do It won’t listen when I say I’d rather stay in bed with you The sky’s been clear so it stays here, leaving the clear sky blue I know how the sky is feeling, I’ve been feeling that way too So I pray— that the sky will turn to grey when tears can flow they’ll wash away sorrow’s chalk from my slate of grey Everyday the air’s dry fingers grope at my bare skin It knows it’s too hot in my blankets; it grins it’s salacious grin It knows the stars were watching, when they fade it will begin And I have no way to escape it, while I breathe I’ll never win Please don’t dig for a silver lining When grey through the sky is blown Leave off mining for more shining The sky and I will cry alone Everyday the ache inside expands to fill the space Burnt in by sun, clawed out by air—living will life erase Kindly obscured by dark clouds, my composure I’ll unlace And let a small measure of sorrow leak away out of my face

VERSE 1 Your smile stretches for miles Don't you think that's a little much?
 Your eyes can brighten the skies.
 Are you really that out of touch? Can you not see things clearly? Your view is skewed severely Your wanton positivity It's really getting to me CHORUS Do you see Mauve through those rose-colored glasses? 'Cause you're not seeing what I can see You must see Mauve through those rose-colored glasses It'll let you down, I guarantee, It's just a fantasy your eyewear wove It seems to me like you're seeing Mauve VERSE 2 Your voice rings of rejoice It's singsong and saccharin Your grin gets under my skin My patience has been wearing thin Do you not pay attention? Can you not feel the tension? Do you see the world intentionally one-dimensionally CHORUS Do you see Mauve through those Rose-colored glasses? Do you see something I can't see? You must see Mauve through those Rose-colored glasses I can't stand by and let it be, You're seeing sanguine hues smelling cloves It seems to me you're seeing Mauve -BRIDGE- Don't you dare tell me "good morning" Please don't smile at me that way You look at me without a warning And tell me everything's okay, But I don't want to be okay. - SOLO - VERSE 3 You're being Naive, do you really believe
 I've got a bad attitude?
 I'm trying to help you acheive a better way to perceive You could show a little grattitude 
I'm not antagonistic Life's not so idealistic Don't call me pessimistic I'm just being realisitic CHORUS Do you see Mauve through those Rose-colored glasses? 
Not even sure what that could mean When you see Mauve through those Rose-colored glasses, the world has a a sickly pinkish sheen Your positivity's a torment trove It sems to me you're seeing mauve.

The sky is gray The shadows, too The days are gray Don’t know what to do Since you’ve not been here Don’t know what to say But the way you make me feel now Is the ultimate gray It’s not black or white It’s not ashes or lead It’s not sadness or depression It’s something else instead It’s the color that says it all When their’s nothing left to say It’s the ultimate gray My TV’s gray When the signal ends Everything looks gray When the daylight ends I close my eyes and it all fades away But the way you make me feel now Is the ultimate gray It’s not black or white It’s not ashes or lead It’s not sadness or depression It’s something else instead It’s the color that says it all When there's nothing left to say It’s the ultimate gray It’s not my favorite color But it’s the ultimate It’s not my favorite color It’s not black or white It’s not ashes or lead It’s not sadness or depression It’s something else instead It’s the color that says it all When their’s nothing left to say It’s the ultimate gray

Hashtag Eff Eff Sea Oh See Bee Eff Eff Sea Oh See Bee Driving my pink Cadillac down Main Street Showing off my pink suit to whoever I meet Don’t mind the autographs or a picture or two Living in the matrix, it’s what you do All the other colors are just shades of gray For most people it seems okay But down on Main Street you got to show your stuff Those cheap shades of gray just aren’t enough When you got so famous, you’re an NFT And life is real good, it’s good to be me Hashtag Eff Eff Sea Oh See Bee Eff Eff Sea Oh See Bee I’m pink, pink as can be Oh, yea, that’s me Pink glitter and confetti all in the air Raining down on Main Street with all the fanfare I am strutting my pink, make all the girls cry I toss them pink wrapped candy and wave as I go by All the other colors are just shades of gray For most people it seems okay But down on Main Street you got to show your stuff Those cheap shades of gray just aren’t enough When you got so famous, you’re an NFT And life is real good, it’s good to be me Hashtag Eff Eff Sea Oh See Bee Eff Eff Sea Oh See Bee I’m pink, pink as can be Oh, yea, that’s me Hashtag Eff Eff Sea Oh See Bee Eff Eff Sea Oh See Bee I’m pink, pink as can be Oh, yea, that’s me

I don’t mean to color your attitude But lifting her style is all that it took You are nothing but platitudes Green with envy is not a good look One piece of the rainbow is enough for me Did I choose the right slice? We’ll wait and see She was my queen, I am your pawn You red my mind, and now I go on I don’t mean to color your attitude But lifting her style is all that it took You are nothing but platitudes Green with envy is not a good look The color of money, the weight of love Did you really think we’d walk the aisle hand in glove? You’re getting mad, and I’m getting sick Convincing me that you were her’s a pretty good trick Look through my eyes the frequencies You’ll see she was more than monochrome You can’t replace what you can’t see Green’s not a color it’s a shade of home You color my eyes, she colored my world A burst of enveloping prismatic light The image you project is not hi-res Love’s not a game of black and white I don’t mean to color your attitude But lifting her style is all that it took You are nothing but platitudes Green with envy is not a good look The green in your eyes as it fades to black Doesn’t quite convince me that she’s never coming back If you can’t be her, then I can’t be me Rather than spend my time with you I think I’ll wait and see I don’t mean to color your attitude But lifting her style is all that it took You are nothing but platitudes Green with envy is not a good look

Gin black daze Remember me She’s coming It’s what I’m drinking Gin black daze They’re memories They’re empty It’s what I’m pouring I never saw it get away from me Spending all those countless hours In sober company Gin black daze How can it be She fills my cup and then I can’t seem to remember anything Gin black daze It’s company When she leaves The morning coming I never saw it get away from me Spending all those countless hours In sober company Every little sip is a trip that I can do without

OOooooooo ….. Silver! Shine! Shine! Shine! Shine! Shine! OOooooooo ….. Silver! Shine! Shine! Shine! Shine! Shine! OOooooooo ….. Silver! Shine! Shine! Shine! Shine! Shine! OOooooooo ….. Silver! Shine! Shine! Shine! Shine! Shine! (repeat as needed for intro) Shining in the lights of the Disco Silver sparks intoxicate the dancers Mirrored ball that spins as it flashes Silver shoes and white polyester Twirl and spin the floor is electric Everything is flashing and shining Silver glitter twinkles on moist skin As you shine! Shine! Shine! Shine! Shine! Shine! Shine! Ooooo Disco Silver! Oooo Disco Silver! Oooo Disco Silver as you Shine shine shine shine shine Years fly by and there in the canned goods Silver tops of veggies and Campbells Silver hair that used to be golden Does she care? No not in the least! Starts to dance to old disco beats The musaks playing BeeGees again! Silver sneakers doing the hustle Grandkids join in Grandkids join in Ooooo Disco Silver! Oooo Disco Silver! Oooo Disco Silver as you Shine shine shine shine shine Diamond stars in the velvet sky Silver moon life goes swiftly by

Verse 1 === The two of us Dressed in purple Wide smiles Big spectacle In this place that takes our days Doesn't matter What you're doing Could be crude Could be nothing Just as long as people stay Verse 2 === I built a circus With my hands I'm ring master Clown and acrobat I've only got a purple tent And if the tent were Some other color I wouldn't struggle Just to eat while Subsidizing private jets Bridge === Purple parasite Taking half of everything (I bleed purple Yeah I'm bleeding out purple) Don't do shit but hey At least we know you're listening (I bleed purple Yeah I'm bleeding out purple) Coda === I wanna be live But is it still in me? I don't make enough For Purple to miss me I wish I could leave But would you go with me? Verse 3 === Only the sound Of money leaving Is loud enough For purple's hearing Over the latest press release So keep on dodging Rocks and bottles Until a big fish Makes an exit Or til you decide to leave

c Let the world go and pass me by Keep ridin that rosé that rosé v1 You been living in a dream, girl I’m gonna help you see, girl Gonna snatch those rose tinted glasses from your face cause you living up in a pink world Call me doctor reality Look at the wall for my pHD I’ve prescribed you medication to treat your color miscalibration We been living in the middle, compromising on even the simple I’m red you’re white and we thought that we might but we don't make a very good couple You’re bubbly expensive Champaign and i’m a bourbon aged cabernet When we’re together we ranking lower than a 90s Spanish rose v2 Let's talk about cocain it don't mix with cellophane and my cell don't ever ring when I'm sellin' out game to the latest dame These girls me all twisted Up to make my viewpoints shifted Tryin' to hold strong drawn back in Out all night like ambien bright lights pink black when I wake up throw it back when she's gone I hit the sack wanna leave, but she's got the knack one more night so what's the fus? she's magic like miss frizzle's school bus never mind the warning signs cause i'd rather roll the dice

I bought my kid a bat, but it flew away, I’ve had a 21 year long bad hair day, The hooker in Hawaii wouldn’t give me a lei, And my tongue is getting real purple. My ice cream sandwich had a pronoun change: No longer It’s It now they’re a they-they. The slowest lane in traffic is the one that I choose. My tongue’s getting purple from singing the blues. My tongue is getting purple from-a singing all these blues. There’s hair in my ears and none on my head, She’s got nice buns but I don’t have the bread, She tickles me pink but she left me on red, And my tongue is getting real purple. I have a bowel movement at seven each day; The only problem is that I wake up at 8. The pessimist challenge is another I’d lose. My tongue’s getting purple from singing the blues. My tongue is getting purple from-a singing all these blues.

I glimpsed Suzie from my seat, Fluffy slippers on her pedicured feet. I heard she only sleeps on planes, Up in first class, sipping champaign. Platinum-level frequent flier club, Gold embossing on her ticket stub. Well, I don’t fly like a movie star, But I spend my share of time in planes and cars. I’m only silver elite, Lucky if I get an exit row seat. Thirty thousand miles a year Isn’t good enough to get me free beer. I’m not the guy with a million miles, Or the anxious first-timer on the aisle. I see the golden ones in the front, But I feel out of place with the chumps. I’m in the club, but I don’t get many benefits. I don’t understand the point of the membership. It gives me hope for something more, But I’m still stuck where I was before. I’m only silver elite, Lucky if I get an exit row seat. They handed me a silver card, But I’m not part of the avant-garde. Limbo’s kind of nice, but it’s still in Hell, A climate-controlled aluminum shell. I’m only silver elite, Lucky if I get an exit row seat. I don’t pay baggage fees, But no extra room for my knees.

It’s been a long week at a stressful job So I pull up the site that sells everything I don’t know what I even wanna buy I’m just thinking of the joy it could bring So many choices scrolling by on my computer screen I’m stopped in my tracks when I see something that comes in (green) Serotonin rising from below Will it make me happy? I don’t know. But does it come in green? Does it come in green? Does it come in green? Does it come in green? Meaning has left my life so I fill it up with things I can't deny myself when I see something in green Retail therapy after long days Makes feel like maybe there's something more To this life of mine where I work so hard Just to make some green to spend at the store I'm caught inside a cycle of consumeristic dreams My burned out brain claims this is going better than it (seems) My bank account is so low Will I ever be happy? I don't know But does it come in green? Does it come in green? Does it come in green? Does it come in green? Meaning has left my life so I fill it up with things I can't deny myself when I see something in green Green shirt, green shoes, green dice, green car Green sheets, green chair, and my green guitar That hopeful feeling starts to grow Will it make me happy? I don't know But does it come in green? Does it come in green? Does it come in green? Does it come in green? Meaning has left my life so I fill it up with things I can't deny myself when I see something in green

You bend me like a string Your voice it helps me sing You can make me do anything When I haven’t got a clue Clementine Your sunset shine Keeps me from feeling blue You dress yourself in fire You spark like a live wire You echo through my amplifier You’re a paintbox perfect hue Clementine Your sunset shine Keeps me from feeling blue I play you like a game I lean into your frame I fall as you take aim We push and pull straight through Clementine Your sunset shine Keeps me from feeling blue

Skies shine bright, And your eyes do, too, In shadow grey Where there should be blue. The picture stands In its somber hues By the empty bed Where there should be you. Love’s a technicolor rose, A pretty thing the summer grows A sunrise-colored kiss You steal at dawn Ever since you went away, The whole world seems desaturated All the colors fade to grey The moment that you’re gone… The grass was green, The sky was blue When you had me And I had you The sunset sinks In a slate-grey fugue... It’s shadow grey - I’m shadow grey - All shadow grey If I don’t have you.